nesting. an impending sign of labor, so they say. for some people that means scrubbing their house top to bottom. for others, it means cooking and baking up a storm. for this girl, it meant making precious things for my little babe. i shared previously some of the nursery decor i had made for her, so today we are talking wardrobe. knitting, sewing, and painting were all fair game and good time killers as i tried to keep evelyn inside of me a little bit longer.
i sat these little booties on my nightstand and stared at them each night, imagining how cute she would look in them. they are currently the only thing i own that fit her tiny little feet. and of course, she looks cuter in them than i had ever imagined.